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Sunday, July 5, 2009

Let it Be

I'm almost finished with my "Religion on Steroids" painting. No one likes it. I guess that's OK, I mean, I don't really paint for anyone but myself anyways, but I think that it gets a bad rap.
I just think it's misconstrued.
Wifester frumps up her face and says "It's kinda scary, hunny..."
My friend L tilted her head to the side and said "getting in touch with your darker side?"
Others say nothing at all, while Cole patted me on the back and said "I get where comes from, but it's just not for me, but it's definitely gonna piss some people off."


I don't know why it's so important to me for Religion on Steroids to be understood. Or if it really is important for that specifically to be understood, or just everything I do, generally, to be understood as I originally intend. Why do these things even linger in my mind for so long? I should be able to do my thing and never look back at how others interpret and fret over some imaginary or self imposed need to explain.

I need to learn to just put things out there and let them just be. Not just with art, but with writing, with my thoughts, whatever.

I've been thinking about Michael Jackson Mania. You know, I will say that I had my moment of awwww...the guy that taught me to moonwalk is gone. I had flashbacks of my Thriller Trapper Keeper. I get it. He was a pioneer in the music industry. But we must also remember that for many, he conjures very dark and horrid memories.
A week before his death, mention his name, and most people had a negative response to him and the controversy that enveloped his media coverage for the later part of his life. Suddenly, in death, he has been elevated to sainthood.
I know I'll probably get some backlash for this one, but all I'm saying is that we need to keep in mind that the jury never said that they found him innocent, just that they could not prove beyond a reasonable doubt...and there is a difference.
I know what it is like to wish you could remember your virginity. I know what it feels like to be doubted because you didn't say something right away, or within some prescribed time frame. I've heard those words "It's not that I don't believe you, its just that I can't believe HE would do this..."I know what it feel like to watch this man who stole your innocence rise up to become a pillar of society, celebrated on the news and see billboards around town with his face on them, touting what a wonderful person he is. And when he dies, I'm sure local stations will go amuck and thousands in this area will mourn, but I and a half dozen others that I know of will think, one thought in solidarity; " Now the kids are safe"
And all I'm saying is that weather Michael Jackson did what he was accused of or not, his image reminds a lot of people, just like me, of their situations and how someone, just because he is popular and seen by so many as good, will go unpunished, at least during this lifetime. So please, take a moment and remember all those kids that so bravely spoke up and said, hey, I know you love this guy, but let me tell you something ...Because kids should always be listened to.

And there I go again, explaining my position, rather than just letting it today's feelings check Sunday song is of course, Let it Be

and the bonus, with Religion on Steroids in mind, is :

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Gary Rith Pottery Blog said...

MJ was a creepy f##khead

g-man said...

Have fun finishing your painting. I wish that they would all just shut up about him too. I mean really, he was as Gary puts it, creepy.

Reb said...

He was extremely talented - I'll give you that. Weird - most certainly.

Unfortunately his handlers and survivors are going to try to make money off of his death, so he will be a bit like Elvis, we will never hear the end of it. People will always forget the bad things about a person once they are dead.

Lauren said...

I think that art that is loved by all didn't try hard enough. Don't get me wrong, there is totally a place for that--but, anything that really says something has to be edgy.

Real Live Lesbian said...

I can't wait to see it!

And quit explaining yourself. It's yours. It just is.

Aunt Jackie said...

I love John Lennon...

Man I need to get back painting. Why am I such a friggin slacker???